The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

Wedding banquets seem like a good option too.

Zhou was indeed drinking, but he was drinking with a monk.

A Taoist priest, a Buddhist monk, and a little Taoist boy holding his face and blinking his innocent big eyes.

Sikong Qianlu stared at the wine bowl for a long time. Reflected in the wine, her eyes appeared as clear as the black and white of an ordinary person's.

If there's any difference, it's probably that it's brighter and more dynamic.

After looking at himself, he looked at the monk.

This monk is quite strange.

Shouldn't monks abstain from alcohol and meat?

Furthermore, the master was also very strange. He said he was taking me out for a free meal, but it turned out he was here to drink. He came to drink early in the morning, and he was even drinking with a monk.

What's even more puzzling is that such a strange thing seems to have gone unnoticed.

Zhou Zhen slowly took out a roast chicken and two steamed buns from his sleeve, and then placed the buns in front of Sikong Qianluo.

Sikong Qianluo was somewhat dumbfounded.

"Master, is this all you're giving me to eat?" she said, staring longingly at the roast chicken.

"It's good enough to have something to eat."

"You've just cultivated the Spirit Sealing Divine Eye, and the clear and impure within your body aren't yet clearly distinguished. Eating some vegetarian food will be good for you."

Sikong Qianluo felt that her master was deceiving her, but she had no evidence.

I had no choice but to pout and obediently eat the steamed bun.

She was just curious; these steamed buns were fragrant and soft, completely different from anything she had ever eaten.

Moreover, a warm current seemed to surge within my body, and my internal energy instantly became more active, as if I had taken a powerful tonic.

Even the monk who was drinking couldn't help but sniff the aroma of the steamed buns, and for the first time, he took his eyes off the wine.

"There are probably very few people in the world who can afford to make steamed buns with Ganoderma lucidum."

"What do you hope to gain from finding a penniless monk like me?"

Lingzhi (meat-like fungus) is a kind of medicinal herb, or rather, a tonic.

It also has another name: Tai Sui!

There is a legend in the martial arts world that Tai Sui is a manifestation of immortal spirits, containing the energy of immortals. Eating it can break the cycle of carefree existence.

Chapter 45 Monks Are Not Bad People

The Realm of Freedom and Tranquility may not seem unattainable.

But that barrier has blocked countless martial arts practitioners. They spend their entire lives unable to reach the realm of carefree enlightenment.

There are many ways to achieve a breakthrough, and consuming meat-like Ganoderma lucidum is undoubtedly one of them.

However, such miraculous medicines are rare and hard to come by.

Some say that Tai Sui (the Grand Duke Jupiter) has a spirit, and when it senses danger, it will hide and disappear on its own.

Someone once dared to provoke the Grand Duke Jupiter, but missed the opportunity.

It's clear that this thing wasn't easy to obtain.

But now, a Taoist priest has actually used this stuff to make steamed buns, and they're quite substantial.

Most importantly, this young Taoist has not yet reached the point where he needs to break through to a higher realm, so this is just a normal supplement.

Sikong Qianluo even let out a burp, completely disregarding her image.

At this moment, she covered her mouth and looked at Zhou Zhenhuan with disbelief.

I thought my master was just fooling me, but I never expected that he would give me such a good thing to eat.

Although Snow Moon City is the number one city in the martial arts world, she is the eldest daughter of Snow Moon City. Her eldest master uncle is the Wine Immortal, her second master uncle is the Sword Immortal, and her third... no, her biological father is the Spear Immortal.

The wine brewed by the Wine Immortal naturally has magical effects, and it's no surprise that her wine enhances one's skills and helps in breaking through to higher realms.

His biological father, Sikong Changfeng, was a disciple of the Medicine King Xin Baicao, and his medical skills were extraordinary, so there was never a shortage of medicinal materials related to cultivation.

However, she has never eaten Tai Sui.

There are many rumors about Tai Sui, but most of them are far-fetched and unfounded.

But all the legends are simply stating one fact: this thing is very precious.

"It's not that exaggerated, it's just a medicinal herb."

To be honest, my rabbits grew up eating this stuff.

Zhou Huanzhen winked at Sikong Qianluo: "Speaking of which, Qingfeng Mingyue is actually your senior brother."

"A gentle breeze and a bright moon?"

"Yes, they are two rabbits that I raised from kittens to adulthood."

Sikong Qianluo: ...

So the cheap master I picked up is actually quite domineering?

No, Qingcheng Mountain is a famous Taoist sacred mountain no matter what, so it seems that I am the one who has the advantage.

"Master, you are so good to me."

I think I can eat these steamed buns for several meals from now on.

Zhou chuckled and shook his head: "With your current strength, you can't eat too much, otherwise you'll get stuffed."

Alright, the children have arrived. Let's go find them.

I'd like to have a brief chat with this master.

Following Zhou Huanzhen's directions, Sikong Qianluo looked up and, sure enough, saw three furtive figures.

“Wuxin, Xiaose, Lei Wujie?” Sikong Qianluo was somewhat surprised.

However, he still obediently stood up, bowed, and then ran towards the three of them.

"Hey, what are you three doing here?"

Lei Wujie greeted her warmly: "Senior Sister! What are you doing here? And with your attire, have you become a nun?"

Sikong Qianlu shook her head: "No! It was my master who insisted on dressing me like this."

Both Wu Xin and Xiao Se showed expressions of surprise.

Wu Xin glanced back at Zhou Zhenhuan, who was talking to Wang Rensun, and frowned slightly.

"Miss Sikong has become Senior Zhou's disciple?"

"What? Senior Sister! Is what the monk said true? You've become a disciple of a senior?"

Lei Wujie was somewhat slow to realize it.

Sikong Qianlu smiled smugly: "Hehe, it was Master who took the initiative to accept me as a disciple."

Xiao Se put his hands in his sleeves and lowered his head, thinking of what Bai Xiaosheng had told him before.

If possible, I would like to become his disciple.

The auspicious energy of Mount Qingcheng can be harnessed to propel a dragon to the heavens.

Unexpectedly, the girl left first.

"Hey, Xiao Se, why do you look so unhappy? Do you have a problem with me becoming your apprentice?"

Xiao Se snapped out of his reverie, smiled, and cupped his hands in greeting: "Congratulations, Miss Sikong. I was just thinking about some things."

Sikong Qianluo was just joking and didn't really take it seriously.

Instead, he looked at Wuxin and said, "You monk, do you know that because of you, I got scolded by my father?"

And my senior brother Tang Lian, he failed this mission and will probably be punished as well.”

Wu Xin lowered his head and said, "This was indeed an unintentional mistake."

Seeing that the monk was remorseful and had a good attitude, Sikong Qianluo felt a little embarrassed. It seemed that Xiao Se and Lei Wujie were alive and well, and hadn't suffered too much along the way.

This monk doesn't seem to be some kind of evil monk.

Sikong Qianlu subconsciously activated her divine eyes and saw that the monk's aura was mixed, yet it also possessed a pure and peaceful quality that maintained his true nature. He was indeed not a bad person.

But what exactly is this karmic burden?

As if sensing something, a golden light flashed in Wuxin's eyes, but when he met Sikong Qianluo's eyes, he felt as if he had been electrocuted.

In that instant, he discovered that his internal energy seemed to be sealed, making it impossible to mobilize even a fraction of it.

What kind of bizarre kung fu is this?

"It seems that Miss Sikong has indeed learned a lot from her senior."

Sikong Qianlu dispersed her supernatural powers and scratched her head: "No, Master said I haven't practiced them well enough and doesn't let me use them recklessly."

"But monk, I know you're not a bad person."

Wu Xin paused for a moment, then revealed a rare genuine smile, and clasped his hands together.

"Thank you for your praise, Miss Sikong. But to Wuxin, good people and bad people are all the same."

Lei Wujie nudged Xiao Se quietly: "Xiao Se, what kind of kung fu did Senior Sister Sikong just use? Does Snow Moon City even have such kung fu?"

Xiao Se's expression was somewhat solemn as he slowly shook his head: "I've heard that Qingcheng has a supernatural ability called the Taoist Qi Observation Technique. Among the younger generation of disciples in Qingcheng, there is one named Li Fansong who has mastered it exceptionally well. This supernatural ability is also known as the Dao Eye Seeking the Dragon."

Although it's unknown when this girl became a disciple, the fact that she can be evenly matched with the eccentric monk Wuxin shows that she's no ordinary person.

Lei Wujie was somewhat surprised: "Qingcheng Mountain's supernatural powers? Are they that powerful? What do you think if I want to become a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain?"

Xiao Se glared at him, annoyed: "Then you have to have the talent. Qingcheng Mountain is very strict in accepting disciples."

Furthermore, aren't you afraid your master will beat you to death?

"After all, the relationship between Snow Moon City and your Lei family is what it is. You say you want to become a disciple of Snow Moon City, but then you turn around and join Qingcheng. Ha, I can already imagine you being torn to pieces."

Lei Wujie shivered, but stubbornly said, "The reason I went to Snow Moon City to become an apprentice is only for my master's sake. Perhaps if I become an apprentice of a senior, my matter will be easier to handle."

Just as Xiao Se was about to get some information out of him, he saw that Zhou Zhenhuan was already almost there.

"What are you talking about? It's so lively."

Zhou Zhenhuan greeted him with a smile, then looked at Wuxin: "Little monk, we meet again."

"Mr. Xiao, and young friend Lei, how have you been?"

Chapter 46 Dafanyin Temple, Palm Incense Superintendent

Several people greeted Zhou Zhenhuan one after another, feeling quite emotional.

Upon seeing Zhou Zhenhuan again, the group felt a sense of familiarity.

In truth, quite a few things happened along the way from Sangu City to the Western Regions.

It has been over a month since this senior returned to Qingcheng Mountain.

"Senior, you don't know how miserable we were on this journey."

We slept in dilapidated temples and ate wild vegetables. If Xiao Se hadn't sold his clothes, we probably would have starved to death.

Moreover, before we even set foot in the Western Regions, we encountered bandits, and those bandits were very powerful.

"Speaking of which, I have to thank Lord Ming and Lady Yue."

Xiao Se was speechless; it would have been better not to bring this up.

If it weren't for you and the monk forcing me into the pawnshop, my precious fur coat would have been ruined, and my heart would have ached terribly.

However, following up on his words, he explained to Zhou Zhenhuan, "They are a group of horse bandits who follow the longbow with wings and a hundred ghosts walking at night. They are indeed a very troublesome group of bandits."

"If it weren't for the senior sending Minghou Yueji to help, we would probably have encountered some difficulties."

Zhou Zhenhuan nodded: "I already know about this matter. I suppose Yueji should have told you who the Hundred Demons Parade is."

A shadow seemed to appear on Xiao Se's face. He nodded slightly, but his expression remained relatively calm.